Tuesday, October 14, 2008

The Mindstorm Chronicles: Chapter Fourteen


The Mindstorm
Chronicles
Chapter Fourteen


A work of fiction? A work of non-fiction? The work of insanity?

You Decide.


The memories usually returned in fragments, some period of time, some event would begin me to remembering more and more until something like an entire block of memories returned. But I had to work at it. It was emotionally and intellectually challenging to entertain ideas which most people simply laugh off as so much madness. The thing was that any new notion first appears to us to be madness until we've made the effort to understand it better, some effort to see if there is anything at all to it, even if it does remove us out of our comfort zone, even if it does have us asking ourselves the most uncomfortable truths about ourselves.

Was it all madness? Eventually I began to see it as an adventure of sorts, and adventure of mind wherein the madness was mostly temporary, stemming from partially formed understandings. The trick was to work through the thing until it was better understood but to also become a detached observer in one's own life, one's own thought processes. Well, as much as possible, anyway. In the meantime I'd decided that I would simply have to learn to live with one foot in each world. In one world I was working on some elusive answer to an overwhelmingly enormous problem, and on the other hand I had to go about my life in such a way that none of it seemed all that important, didn't change the price of beans at all. Oh, not that my entire life hadn't been that way, it's just that it never seemed quite as serious before all hell broke loose in my very own life.

What to make of my alters and so forth? Well, I couldn't exactly say. There seemed to be little point in resisting the phenomenon entirely. So long as it was under control enough that the two worlds in which I lived didn't collide I'd be ok. Perhaps I would have wished that the alters just went away so that I could be as normal as anyone else but I couldn't. The fact of the matter is that they were far too interesting and the whole experience just kept drawing me back for more. It occurs to me that the human mind is a vast frontier and that I was attempting, at least, to chart some territories about which I had only heard and seemed to me at the time to be fanciful legends. But then, psychology itself often seemed that way to me, so broad, so uncertain and so mysterious that if it weren't for statistics we would know very little about mind science if anything at all. "How do these medications work?" "We don't know, they just do." "How do you know that they do?" "From the statistical data." My guess, however, is that somebody somewhere knew, but wasn't willing to say, probably because it would have revealed too many secrets about mind control. What I'd learned was that mind control wasn't some small experimental program but rather had become the way that our country was going about much of it's business. Mind control is all about deception and a body could cause much more harm with a lie than with a gun. I suppose that's why to call someone a liar was "fightin' words" in Lil' Miss.

At some point I began to acquire more and more alters of many varying types. As I experienced the phenomena I would categorize them only temporarily, realizing that anyone could only have a limited understanding of such things. I didn't want to fall into the trap of having decided something on what was at best inadequate information upon which to make the decision. All of this, but still the thing was that I was actually learning from my alters, learning things I couldn't have known. While my mind slowly became like Grand Central Station I listened to their unique stories and tried not to be too judgmental. But I suppose what really got me was what it felt like to be a completely different individual. That much is purely indescribable, especially when they're people that one could respect or admire in their own right, whether or not their stories were wholly accurate. What was apparent, however, was that they believed them. Not that they began with any explanation, they simply showed up, began speaking on some topic or another or going about some routine task and eventually they divulged more and more about who they thought that they were and what they thought that they'd been through. And their stories were often quite compelling.

The first ones to show up were the "past life" alters. My working theory is that when a current mind/spirit is crushed that the mind/spirit defaults to some previous experience and breaches the wall that exists between past lives and the current one. Once that door is opened all kinds of things begin to happen, more and more begin to show up. More confusing still is that here we begin to experience a time anomaly wherein the previous lifetimes are experiencing these vision of the future while still in the past. They seem to understand that they're endeavoring to help their future self. Then there are the alters which aren't true alters because they have the same history as my core, or host personality. They're time anomalies, earlier versions of myself speaking to future versions of myself. The child, who we began to refer to simply as Seven because that's the age where things really had begun to happen with the aliens and so forth, though it also included ages six, and every year until about age fourteen or so. After that there was a sort of new era, a different me which became The Hippy Guy until about the age of twenty eight or so.

After that was a lull in which there had been little or no telepathic time travel until the age of thirty two. At thirty two I had been so devastated by mind control that we weren't sure if we'd survive with our memory intact and might lose the important information "we" had gathered in our investigation of MKULTRA and there wasn't even any certainty that I would remain sane or be the same person anymore. And so the person that I was determined to practice a little hypnotic slight of hand and go into a type of mental suspended animation, a courier from the past to perhaps some long distant future when conditions were safe enough to reveal what was learned while preserving some sense of who I was. It was theoretical, it was desperate, it was end of 1987... and it apparently worked. "He" began to surface in 2004 but wouldn't come back to any real extent until 2007. He's known to "the troops" simply as "'87".

Then there are the channeled alters, personalities who I don't think to be precisely myself but rather someone else, such as Michael. The purpose to all of this is that the troops, whatever their nature, are helping me to survive the onslaught of psychological torture delivered via the direct energy weapons. It makes for a better defense if the oppression is shouldered by more than one "person" and it makes for some interesting counter offensives, such as the expletive laden pronouncements of my military types, the wise guys and sometimes even Michael himself. The mind controllers want me to participate in their treason and to help them to cover it up, but only because they seem to have a hard time understanding the word "anathema" and how that best describes my reaction to absolutely everything about them. The fact of the matter is that if you were to see me on some days you'd think that I was the one with the demon, spittin' and cursin' and carrying on so. But you'd only think so because you'd only be hearing one side of my conversation with these damned Space Race Satanist Nazi carpetbaggers.

The whole thing is so interesting that I spend most of my time just sitting around talking to, well, the walls by all appearances, but appearances can be deceiving. And whenever there's much to be done, or whenever I'm simply past the point of exhaustion the aliens step in and give me some relief. A couple of years ago I had a past life alien alter show up. Aliens don't have names, per se, they have telepathic images instead, but for the sake of convenience we named the alien alter Elian.

The fact of the matter is that I could begin to write about these things and never stop, there's just that much to it. The thing itself, however, isn't the easiest thing to write about and so the enormity of it all prevents me from taking any systematic approach and about all I can do is write about my thoughts of the moment, sort of like a diary and just leave the reader to make what they will of it. True enough, that some folks will think that I'm crazy. But to me, crazy is as crazy does and talking to the walls is about as crazy as I ever actually get. Besides, I can be just as rational as anyone else, I just make room for exploration of matters which hardly seem rational at all. And like religion I know I'll be ok if I just refuse to take myself or anyone else too seriously. That's not to say that it isn't all very serious, or that there is nothing to take very seriously. What it means is that I maintain a sort of standard wherein everything is evaluated per it's reasonableness. It might not seem reasonable that I would be channeling an archangel, but if he's being very reasonable he has my ear. And per my attorney alter, if any reasonable man would declare him reasonable, then that is a thing which speaks for itself even if the source of reasonableness has more to do with belief than anything that can be reasonably proven to exist. Likely, Socrates existed, but you'd need a scholar to prove that he did, but this shouldn't deter one from an understanding of philosophy as attributed to Socrates.
And Michael, being immortal, has more tales to tell than anyone could live long enough to hear.

It may surprise people that I wouldn't describe Michael as particularly religious, rather I would call him deeply theosophical, that is, that he has a command of divine philosophy which simultaneously holds half of any and all religions in contempt and half of any and all religions in the deepest appreciation. He's very fond of quoting Jesus "By their works ye shall know them." Jesus showed up a few of times as well. Once when he wanted to see the future, and once after he'd just been beaten and raped and was very, very hungry. The very first time he intimated that the cramps were what hurt the worst when he was on the cross.

All of this, of course, is the way that I experience it. Until I can prove anything about any of this at all, however, I make few demands of whoever reads these chronicles to believe there is anything more to it than however it appears to them. As for me, well, like I said I walk with one foot in both worlds. Perhaps it's only my mental condition which has caused me to experience all of this and perhaps it's much, much more. If it is much, much more, then it's only fair for me to ask God, Michael, Jesus, the aliens or whomever to prove their own existence to everyone before they can rightfully ask me to speak to the matter of their existence to anyone beyond just admitting to my very strange experience with it all. That's only reasonable and they accept that very well. But if what they're telling me is true, and I have no reason to believe otherwise, they're prepared to prove their existence and the result could only be described as apocalyptic. Well, and it all makes a good deal of sense to me, "The mystery of God to be finished" and all.

Bear in mind that as a Universalist I don't hold religious ideas to be mutually exclusive, would tend to blame politics for those who do, and personally favor a substantially Taoist view of the Universe. Therefore an apocalypse would turn out to be whatever it turned out to be. I try not to impose my expectations on the Universe.

Today I'll be thinking about this on the long walk from town into the countryside where my mother lives. And just like most every time I take that walk I'll be missing my ol' dog, Lad. I was sixteen when he passed away from old age. I'm 53 now, and I dare say that I never got over it. What I wouldn't give to see him again. I couldn't have asked for a better friend. Truly a once in a lifetime friend if ever there was one.

Oh my God, Three Chiefs. Three Chiefs was a heavy, heavy trip.


End Chapter Fourteen



Friday, October 10, 2008

Manchurian Candidate McCain?


Right Makes Might

Mood swings, erratic behavior, changes in personality, memory loss... one would be justified in suspecting drug or alcohol abuse, but it could also be a mental health problem. More specifically, it could mean that there was mind control involved somewhere.

Any number of staunch republicans are saying the same thing about John Sidney McCain, that he's simply become unrecognizable and is no longer the person they knew and supported at all.

Besides the likely symptoms of some form of mind control occurring in McCain are his Rove's strategies and tactics. In short, this tells me that McCain isn't even his own man anymore but belongs to MKULTRA lock stock and barrel and is doing just what he's been told to do.

Just in case you missed it, MKULTRA is obviously run by a bunch of spoiled, infantile old men. And they'd murder caring itself if they could. Those same spoiled old men knew that if people cared at all for their fellow man that one day those same old men would hang. They've been committing an absolutely enormous number of unimaginable crimes for decades and they knew that if they were ever discovered the world would tear them apart. Well, that's precisely what appears to be happening now. Let this idea sink in a little bit because it will explain so much about current events.

The spoiled, infantile old men want to get out of this disastrous presidency with their skins. They're spoiled because they have lots of money, of course. But they're infantile because of MKULTRA mind control. Mind controllers don't like operatives who think for themselves and so they typically choose people of average IQ or less and make them to be emotionally unstable on command. That way all the controllers have to do, in theory anyway, is to destabilize the victim in order to achieve cooperation. Yes, it amounts to slavery because one does what is expected or else has to face the "consequences". Hey, when you're a slave there are consequences to behaving like a free person.

To be fair, I don't think McCain was ever much of an MKULTRA insider. But neither has he ever been the Nazi's last hope of escaping justice. The fact that he was traumatized in a prison camp makes him a rather easy target, though. From what we know from other prisoner accounts McCain doesn't like trouble and will even perform propaganda for the enemy to avoid being tortured. And he said once that the psychological torture was worse than the physical torture. MKULTRA is all about torture of both kinds.

Looking at it all, I can't help but think that today McCain is a prisoner of MKULTRA and doing whatever it takes to please his new masters though it seems for all the world as if he were already eager for the election to be over and as if, despite going through all of the motions that he himself knows that Obama will be a better president and perhaps the last hope of ridding this country of the MKULTRA Bush crime family. He's different in some ways from life long mind control operatives such as Bush Sr., Bush Jr., Cheney, Rumsfeld and Rove. But he has this in common with them now, he does what he's ordered to do.

Since MKULTRA hasn't been able to steal this election so far, and since it's terrorist threats aren't doing it much good, the mind controllers have adopted a strategy of creating enough chaos that something may swing their way. An opportunity to declare martial law and a dictatorship, perhaps. You know, stir up a race war and then come to power as the anti-black, anti-Jew, whatever. They're reaching for their hate pills, bad medicine all too eagerly consumed by the drunken Joe Six-Packs of the world. While that may be true mindless hateful people are a very small minority and antithetical to our form of government and our way of life. The republicans would like nothing more than to return us to the era that was before the civil rights movement but that won't happen even if spoiled, infantile old men are quite used to getting their way about things.

What we're seeing is an age when conservatism finally went the way of the other dinosaurs. Ironic, isn't it? That those people who most believed in social Darwinism's "might makes right" will be those who will be left behind by social evolution? And that the reason for it is that they forgot, in all of their planning, to factor in the constant of human nature. No, pathetic little Nazis, right doesn't make right. And we have both the right and the duty to chase you down and prosecute you for your crimes against humanity. People power has become your undoing.

You see, right makes might.

Bush's Bubble Bursts


"Wall Street got drunk, ok?" George W. Bush

Does everyone remember how the old pyramid scheme works? It's an old scam where someone begins a club that gives them money as an "investment" in the future of the pyramid. The original members then sell "shares" in the scheme to newcomers, collecting part of the money and paying some dividend to the person who created the club. It's called a pyramid because of the many levels of participants who become involved before the whole thing falls under it's own weight. At some point people stop buying and the last people to have "invested" in the scam simply lose their money. At that point the pyramid is found to have no foundation and becomes a pile of rubble as the original "investors" head for the doors. Pyramid schemes are illegal.

Nazis believe that perceptions create realities rather than the other way around and they would be half right. Perceptions sometimes do create realities but sometimes they don't since, overall, reality is greater than our perceptions. The Bush administration has been very keen on creating perceptions and has maintained an unparalleled, unprecedented control over the press. A press that's become not only far too war friendly and Bush friendly, but also far too business friendly. In Bushworld, never is heard a discouraging word and the skies are not cloudy all day. This creates the perfect situation for consumer over confidence. While that makes for some great days at the NY Stock Exchange it leaves reality itself waiting somewhere in the shadows.

In these days of deregulation and republican cronyism Big Oil, Big Pharma, well, practically every big business wins every day over the little guy. No big payouts for oil spills, no warnings about unhealthy drugs, no automobiles being recalled. It's just business, business, business in America, the public be damned. Such a climate may be temporarily favorable to big business or to the stock market altogether but it works against the public and eventually will even undermine our own humanity. If it were up to Nazis there wouldn't be one "bleeding heart" left in America or in all of the world. Nazism requires an utter lack of conscience.

The ailing mortgage industry is the most obvious symptom at this point but the problem is systemic, it's called living in lala land. Surprise! Reality does matter! Perceptions created from truths are the only kind that endure for very long. In short, the Bush propaganda machine is as much a part of things as all of the deregulation. But the propaganda isn't working these days when Bush decides to tell us everything is just ducky. Everything Bush says these days stinks of earlier failed Bushisms.

Taking a rather unscientific guess I'd say that the markets are experiencing an enormous correction, one in which the last sane figure was about 7,000 points of the Dow, up from about 5,500 due primarily to the dot com explosion of the 90's. But the more recent increase occurring on Bush's watch was mostly all speculation. Of course some industries, like the war industry, have for obvious reasons seen a huge leap in business particularly of the sort which is illegal, a return to the days when he government was purchasing hammers at $50,000 a whack. Well, but how long can that go on before someone finally raises a stink about squandering our tax dollars on a pack of crooks? When it does Halliburton stocks will go downwards because large fines and paybacks will put a dent in profitability.

Money is a heartless, mindless god, best not to trust too much in it. Take the good with the bad, I say. If the Nazis have less money with which to buy politicians, buy journalists, pay for assassinations and steal elections that's a good thing. Sure, everyone else will suffer as well, but we'd be better off dead than to be a bunch of Nazis anyway, in my way of thinking anyway. Nazi Amerika will never be MY America. For me there is no such thing as an America apart from it's Declaration of Independence, it's Constitution and it's Bill of Rights. It's who and what we are, no ifs, ands or buts about it.

It's a safe bet that the crooks in charge will try to escape out the back door with as much money as possible leaving the tax payers holding the empty bag. It's a safe bet that the crooks in charge will do nothing to benefit anyone but themselves. Since it's their blinding malfeasance and corruption that got us all into this mess and since they're not known for doing anything honestly and reasonably they need to be removed from office immediately. Hey, if a drunk driver crashes a car you don't put him back behind the wheel, period. You haul him to the drunk tank instead. Otherwise things can only go from bad to worse. The nations of the world now awakens to find themselves side swiped in the middle of the night. The problem is, well, you know, it's not easy to fire a "public servant" even if they are of the fly by night variety.

The worst thing ever to happen to the Bush crime family is that they got their own way. Really, it's been the worst thing to happen to a lot of people, but my point is that I was just sure from the start that the Bush people were getting enough rope to hang themselves and surely would, given enough time. Oh, they would have been hung long ago if people had the opportunity to hear all about them. But the CIA began to take over the press in 1983. "Scribes, Pharisees, hypocrites!" Blind leaders of the blind indeed, no wonder we find ourselves in a ditch. Covering up for the Bush crime family became a national policy enforced by the NSA and the CIA.

My advice is to invest with Jewish people, from time out of mind they've contemplated seven generations in advance, which for my money is why they've become so successful in the world. None of this "Eat drink and be merry for tomorrow we die" crap for them. Apparently it's the materialists who serve a far lesser and none too thinking god. Actually, it would be even better to remove the Bush administration from office before this economic crises gets much worse. It's the only way that anyone can get into things enough to find out what's really going on behind the scenes.

It's going to be a wild ride either way. It wouldn't have happened, however, if we'd seen these people coming. We would have if the watchdog, the press, hadn't been so busy chomping down it's fresh CIA approved steak.

The difference between indoctrination and mind control is that the latter employs deception and coercion. Amerika, wake up! You've been covertly occupied and mind controlled by Nazi Germania.

End MKULTRA now!

Thursday, October 9, 2008

MKULTRA and Blackmail

More evidence that the NSA gathers private information to be used covertly for purposes of mind control and/or blackmail.

Is it just me who thinks that spying on our citizens, our military personnel and our press is treasonable? What about spying for partisan political reasons?


"Hey, check this out," Faulk says he would be told, "there's good phone sex or there's some pillow talk, pull up this call, it's really funny, go check it out. It would be some colonel making pillow talk and we would say, 'Wow, this was crazy'," Faulk told ABC News.
Faulk said he joined in to listen, and talk about it during breaks in Back Hall's "smoke pit," but ended up feeling badly about his actions.


"I feel that it was something that the people should not have done. Including me," he said.


Entire article about two NSA whistleblowers spying on people's sex lives:

http://www.michaelmoore.com/words/latestnews/index.php?id=12355

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Ritual Abuse Info

 
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